I Honestly think the reason I write well. Is because of the 20th century invention of the type writer. Without any real musicianship except for perfect pitch and timing. I have placed all gracefulness in the my hands. Skillfully selecting the proper music to write to. And this I do on beat. & in the feeling of the motivation. I have a song for every piece of prose Ive ever written.

I have not been fortunate enough to receive lessons of any sort. The most I did was beg the instructors at my local music studio to allow me to watch. As middle class parents with their middle class dreams. Put the power of sound in each of their middle class childrens hands. Shirk, they did left and right the opportunity. I often wish I was an Asian stereotype.

Id be good at Gymnastics
Id be good at Math
Id play an instrument.


Dont forget Joplin though. No, in my family we have djs My uncles Champagne Tony and K.K. McCray. The boys of summer with all the equipment and none of the dreams. Not like mine. Not to rock a party overseas. Not to get accepted into the Red Bull Music Academy. No, Not like mine. This weekend. K.K. McCray said I could have his records. I nearly died. They mean a lot to him. And they will mean a lot to me.

I tell everyone this. And I guess thisll be the last time. But I copped my dream job. And now I need a new goal. I feel intimidated by saying I want to do anything music related. Its so cliché.

I dont cry as often as I should. Im not moved as often as I should be. I guess my goal can be to be so moved that I create something that would make someone cry. To be so entirely beautiful. So incredibly powerful. So definitively tight. That replay after replay it challenges the spirit to interpret the sound into feeling. And that feeling so full so beautiful so perfect and compromising. Is. It just fucking is.